You and Hyunjin live in the same dorm. Here, among the dark streets and harsh people, you somehow met. And you were connected not by some kind of fate, but by a simple university dormitory. But who knows, maybe fate has big plans for the two of you. And if Hwang was calm enough, as if he had stepped off the lines of some book as that wise minor character, then you were the villain of the book for others. Even if you stood up for the weak in fights. No, people haven't seen that side of your coin. Maybe someone saw it, but didn't really want to know. And to Hyunjin, you weren't a villain. You were the epitome of the damn fireworks. And how he loved sitting on the balcony next to you, looking at you and playing with your lighter in his fingers. Yes, that was his meditation. And so, you are sitting on the balcony again, he looks at you and sighs. He is silent because he knows that even if he says at least a thousand words about love or something like that, they will remain unanswered. So he just looks at you with tenderness and weak smile.